Drug dealers always think they are smarter than the cops, until they get caught that is.

The only difference between the average John Doe and me is that I didn’t get caught, only by the grace of God!

But I thought I was smarter than them too. I had devised elaborate schemes to get the dope evidence out of my house before they could find it. One time my plan got put to the test, almost anyway.

One thing I made sure of at all times was to keep everything; the dope, scales, money and paraphernalia; all together in one big tote bag. There was never stuff strewn out all over the house. And this is what the emergency plan was:

If the cops came pounding on the door, I would grab the bag and throw it into my roommates bedroom on my way to answer the door. Whoever was stationed in their room at the time was, in turn. to take the bag and toss it out the window to the balcony of the apartment right above us. These were some clients of mine who knew what to do if they should hear a thud out there in the middle of the night. They would slide open the doors and grab the bag. Then they in turn would take the bag down the hall to one of my other client’s apartment who would hide it there until I came for it.

Should any of this be necessary, those people would be compensated for their risk upon retrieval of the bag. Should I not be able to come and get it, they knew who the back-up person was to give it to.

One night at about one o’clock in the morning, a roommate went to make a pick up arranged by their connection. They drove over, picked that person up, took them to the place and waited in the car while that person went inside. After they waited out there for nearly 45 minutes and no one came out, they got suspicious that it was a set up to rip them off. They had not seen for sure which apartment door their “friend” had gone through, so (like a dummy) they went and started yelling that person’s name in the hallway!

Following several minutes of this behavior, a person came out of their apartment and told my roommate to shut up! By this time it was going on three and they weren’t happy to have a person yelling in their hallway and waking up their kids!

My roommate was pretty well in a rage by this time because they knew that we had just been taken for $1,000 and I was going to be livid when they came back to tell me since I had put up half of the money and had said that I didn’t trust this person in the first place. They told the person to “F- off”, which was their second dumb move. That person went back inside and called the cops!

Suspecting that was what they were, my roommate decided he better leave. Just as he was pulling out of the parking lot, the cops were pulling in and spotted him. They did a u-turn and followed him a few blocks and then pulled him over. They began asking a bunch of questions. He concocted a story about trying to pick someone up who had called for a ride but didn’t know what apartment they were in and that’s why he was yelling in the hallway. The cops asked if there was anyone who could verify his story and he replied that his rommate could because she was the one who took the call and asked him to go do it for her.

So they told him that they were going to follow him home and talk to this “roommate” for themselves before they decided whether or not they were going to take him to jail for disturbing the peace. Thinking that he was drunk, they had administred a breathalayzer test already but it came back negative. Knowing that something wasn’t right, they were determined to find out what was going on!… to be continued

After Susan got inside the shelter and met with an intake counselor, she was shown to her room. They weren’t all full, so she had a room to herself. Not sure if that was good or bad though because she spent the majority of the first couple days alone, crying and verging on depression.

The worst part of it all was not having her children there with her. On the second day there, she called the police and asked if they would escort her to go retrieve her children. When she heard the answer to her request, she burst out into uncontrollable tears.

The current state law, as explained to her, was that the parent who was in possession of the children was the custodial parent until a judge ruled on it. Therefore, the police said that they could not go with her to enforce removal of the children from their father without a court order.

Susan walked around in a fog for the next 24 hours and then she got angry. She spoke to the legal liaison for the shelter about the situation. After a lengthy conversation on the matter, the woman informed her that, since it was a common law marriage, which weren’t legally recognized in their state, and Jason had never established paternity for the children, he had no rights to them. Susan was the sole custodial parent in the courts eyes and if he refused to give them to her, he could technically be charged with kidnapping.

Susan was ecstatic! She immediately called the police station and asked to speak with one of the officers that she’d previously spoken with. After explaining the circumstances and legalities to him, he told her that he needed to speak with his Commander and would call her right back.

So she waited by the phone in the office of the shelter. Fifteen minutes turned into twenty, and then thirty. Her stomach was churning. “What could be taking him so long?”, she asked herself.

The counselor on duty at the time did her best to keep her calm. After forty minutes had passed, she told Susan, “A police cruiser just pulled up outside. That must be him to get you, they didn’t radio in a drop off.”

Susan quickly walked to the entrance door and waited for her to buzz the locks. Once she heard the click and was given the okay, she opened the door and got the biggest shock and surprise of her life.

The police officer was holding her youngest child in his arms with the other two in tow. “You went and got them for me?!” she exclaimed through her tears. The children were all screaming at once, “Mommy, mommy!! We rode in the police car!” They were instantly kissing and hugging, amid the tears.

Susan stood back up and looked at the officer saying, “I can’t tell you how grateful I am for you doing this. You are an angel! Thank you so very much!”

He expressed his concerns over taking her there to get them and what it might instigate. Therefore, he had decided that it might go over better if he went by himself. He stated that Jason was quite irritated but didn’t give him too much problem after that.

The kids had been fed and bathed already. So there was nothing left to do in preparation for bedtime. That left them with plenty time for hugs, kisses and snuggling…

SITUATION…
While driving on a rural end of the roadway on Thursday morning, I saw an infant car seat on the side of the road with a blanket draped over it.

For whatever reason, I did not stop, even though I had all kinds of thoughts running through my head. But when I got to my destination, I called the Canton PD and they were going to check it out. But, this is what the Police advised even before they went out there to check….

“There are several things to be aware of … gangs and thieves are now plotting different ways to get a person (mostly women) to stop their vehicle and get out of the car.

“There is a gang initiation reported by the local Police Department where gangs are placing a car seat by the road…with a fake baby in it….waiting for a woman, of course, to stop and check on the abandoned baby.

“Note that the location of this car seat is usually beside a wooded or grassy (field) area and the person — woman — will be dragged into the woods, beaten and raped, and usually left for dead. If it’s a man, they’re usually beaten and robbed and maybe left for dead, too.

DO NOT STOP FOR ANY REASON!!! DIAL 9-1-1 AND REPORT WHAT YOU SAW, BUT DON ‘T EVEN SLOW DOWN.

“IF YOU ARE DRIVING AT NIGHT AND EGGS ARE THROWN AT YOUR WINDSHIELD, DO NOT STOP TO CHECK THE CAR, DO NOT OPERATE THE WIPER AND DO NOT SPRAY ANY WATER BECAUSE EGGS MIXED WITH WATER BECOME MILKY AND BLOCK YOUR VISION UP TO 92.5%, AND YOU ARE THEN FORCED TO STOP BESIDE THE ROAD AND BECOME A VICTIM OF THESE CRIMINALS.

THIS IS A NEW TECHNIQUE USED BY GANGS, SO PLEASE INFORM YOUR FRIENDS AND RELATIVES.

THESE ARE DESPERATE TIMES AND THESE ARE UNSAVORY INDIVIDUALS WHO WILL TAKE DESPERATE MEASURES TO GET WHAT THEY WANT.”

Please talk to your loved ones about this. This is a new tactic used. Please be safe.

Get started NOW — SEND THIS MESSAGE TO ALL YOUR FRIENDS AND LOVED ONES TO BE CAREFUL AND AWARE OF EVERYTHING AROUND THEM SO AS NOT TO BECOME A VICTIM.

WARNING # 2

Some knew about the red light on cars, but not the 112.
It was about 1:00 p.m. in the afternoon, and Lauren was driving to visit a friend. An UNMARKED police car pulled up behind her and put his lights on. Lauren’s parents have always told her never to pull over for an unmarked car on the side of the road,but rather to wait until they get to a gas station, etc.

Lauren had actually listened to her parents advice, and promptly called112 on her cell phone to tell the police dispatcher that she would not pull over right away. She proceeded to tell the dispatcher that there was an unmarked police car with a flashing red light on his rooftop behind her. The dispatcher checked to see if there were police cars where she was and there weren’t, and he told her to keep driving, remain calm and that he had back up already on the way.

Ten minutes later 4 cop cars surrounded her and the unmarked car behind her. One policeman went to her side and the others surrounded the car behind. They pulled the guy from the car and tackled him to the ground. The man was a convicted rapist and wanted for other crimes.

I never knew about the 112 Cell Phone feature, but especially for a woman alone in a car, you should not pull over for an unmarked car. Apparently police have to respect your right to keep going to a safe place.

*Speaking to a service representative at Bell Mobility confirmed that 112 was a direct link to State trooper info.So, now it’s your turn to let your friends know about 112.

You may want to send this to every woman (and man) you know; it may save a life.